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Even more astonishing was the fact that these individuals seemed to have been fully prepared and in sync. The Isolation Zone was instantly cleared, becoming spacious and unobstructed, as people surged forward, quickly forming a line every meter along the Isolation Zone. Their formation resembled a long, winding dragon, stretching endlessly toward the mountain's peak.
With a sharp command ringing out, everyone sprang into action as if they had received the call to battle. They worked together, passing along supplies such as Fire Extinguishers and bottled water one by one. Determination and focus were etched on each face, with no hint of hesitation or retreat. At that moment, they shared a singular goal: to conquer the ferocious Mountain Fire!
As time ticked away, darkness gradually enveloped the sky. The small yet exquisite White Headlamps distributed earlier finally served their purpose. People reached for the switches, and in an instant, bright beams of light pierced through the darkness, resembling twinkling stars in the night sky. From a distance, these lights formed a continuous line, akin to a dazzling galaxy quietly flowing across the land.
As the moment for the final confrontation with the raging Fire Demon drew near, everyone fixed their gaze on the encroaching flames. Their expressions were resolute and fearless, filled with unwavering belief and courage. Some gripped their Fire Extinguishers tightly, ready to spray at any moment; others held long fire-fighting mops at the ready. The atmosphere was tense to its peak, yet everyone moved methodically according to plan, showcasing remarkable teamwork and professionalism.
The command center had determined through meteorological assessments that they would employ a Fire Attack strategy by intentionally igniting a Fire Line to create a confrontation between the human fire and the Mountain Fire. In that brief moment when the two fires met, there would be little combustible material left to burn and the oxygen needed for combustion would be depleted, effectively extinguishing the Mountain Fire.
Gradually, the wind began to shift; a gentle breeze seemed to be guided by some mysterious force as it changed direction. At this critical moment, a clear and decisive command rang out from the command center: "Ignite!" With this order, the stage for battle was officially set.
In an instant, trees beside the Isolation Zone ignited as if under a spell, bursting into fierce flames. The fire raged uncontrollably, its tongues reaching dozens of meters high into the sky like an enraged beast. The intense flames licked at the surrounding air with crackling sounds that sent shivers down spines. Faced with such a terrifying sight, people instinctively began to retreat.
At that same moment, other locations also ignited in succession. In an instant, flames shot up toward the heavens while thick smoke rolled upward like a Black Dragon, obscuring the sky.
The ferocious blaze unleashed its fury like a monstrous beast, recklessly releasing its wrath. The scorching tongues of fire consumed everything around them, casting an alarming red hue over the surroundings as if even the air itself might ignite from such heat. Within this sea of flames was an enormous fire dragon coiling over the earth; wherever it passed turned to scorched earth, its power instilling fear in all who witnessed it.
In stark contrast were the White Headlamps we held in our hands. These tiny lights appeared so weak against the vast darkness, flickering like distant stars with their faint glow. Yet it was this seemingly insignificant brightness that stubbornly intertwined with the overwhelming crimson flames around them. Red and white danced together in harmony, creating an extraordinary scene both magnificent and eerie.
The raging inferno rampaged like a demon; its flames surged violently toward the clouds as if seeking to consume the entire world. One hillside at a specific location became a Disaster Area.
People were anxious and shouted at those on the hillside: "Come down! It's dangerous!" Surprisingly, not one person faltered; they resolutely held their ground against the terrifying Fire Demon in an intense showdown. Each individual wore tense expressions while wielding firefighting tools and fiercely battled against the flames without regard for their own safety. Observers couldn't help but feel anxious for these brave warriors.
As seconds ticked by and after prolonged arduous efforts, the fire began to weaken gradually. People anxiously watched behind them at the Isolation Zone, fearing embers might cross this defensive line and trigger greater disaster. When they saw that the Isolation Zone remained intact, only then did their hearts begin to ease slightly.
At that moment, personnel from the command center were dispatched to assess the situation closely. They cautiously approached the fire scene to observe changes in intensity and conditions in burned areas. The once ferocious Mountain Fire now lay gasping for breath; only a few scattered embers remained flickering weakly. As the last ember was completely extinguished, this heart-stopping battle against the Mountain Fire was declared successful.
In that instant, cheers erupted from within the crowd! Everyone was overwhelmed with excitement as they shouted repeatedly: "We won! We succeeded!" Their passionate cries seemed ready to pierce through clouds and echoed throughout the majestic mountains.
After countless days and nights of relentless struggle and effort, all their hard work and sweat finally paid off with this hard-won victory. They had successfully defended their beautiful homeland; at this moment, the powerful force of unity among people shone brilliantly.
Following a brief yet fervent celebration, people began to descend from the mountain in an orderly fashion. We naturally followed suit as we walked down with light steps. Along the way, we encountered several enthusiastic volunteers who greeted each other warmly before engaging in casual conversation.
One volunteer laughed and said: "Once I get down there, my biggest wish is to enjoy a steaming hot pot meal! I've been craving it for days!" Just as he finished speaking, another volunteer chimed in: "Haha! That's not what I want; what I really want is to find a comfy bed and catch up on sleep after these exhausting days!"
Though it sounded amusing, their lighthearted words clearly indicated that the atmosphere had completely transformed. No longer did people wear solemn expressions or remain silent as they had in previous days; instead, joyfulness and hope filled their surroundings.
Dragging my weary body homeward, I looked down at myself only to realize I was covered in dirt from head to toe—no part of me was clean. I appeared as though I had just emerged from an intense sandstorm.
I eagerly stripped off my filthy clothes and tossed them into the washing machine before rushing into the bathroom to turn on the tap and let warm water wash over me freely. That soothing sensation gradually eased my tense nerves and allowed me to relax completely.
After my shower, I slowly walked over to my window sill. The night breeze gently caressed my face with a refreshing coolness as I gazed into the distance—the very place I had fought for over several days and nights. Yet at this moment, countless emotions surged within me; I found myself at a loss for words to describe such complex feelings.
My gaze swept over distant mountains where twinkling white lights dotted like stars—perhaps those were still people evacuating? Were they also exhausted like me but steadfastly holding their positions? Thinking of this stirred within me a deep sense of admiration.
I turned to the mirror, carefully examining my reflection. The slightly haggard face revealed a hint of resilience and determination. Taking a deep breath, I composed myself and returned to the bed, picking up my phone to mindlessly scroll through videos.
Time slipped away unnoticed as I immersed myself in one interesting or touching video after another, my mood gradually lightening and becoming more joyful. I lost track of how long it had been; my eyelids grew heavier, and eventually, I could no longer resist the pull of sleep. Slowly, I closed my eyes and drifted into a sweet dream.
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